Reversed (On Hold For Now)

Chapter 1-Krissy's POV

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Ok I'm not going to lie right now, I'm beyond frustrated. This chapter somehow got replaced with the end of chapter 2 and it's even more annoying bc this isn't the first time that something like this has happened to me. Thankfully I saved some of it, but it really wasn't that much and I basically have to rewrite because I made a few changes even after I saved it. But I tried my best and hope you guys like it. Once again I'm so sorry. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I woke up with an arm around my waist...one that was attached to a naked Logan Mosse. If you're thinking 'What the actual F' then you are spot on to what just happened last night, but if you're waiting for me to scream then don't hold your breath. Why? Because Logan Mosse was the hottest boy at my school with steel grey-blue eyes, black hair and freaking wicked hot six pack. It also helped that he was captain of the football team and a total grade A douche which made him OK in my book.

It took me a month to finally get him to sleep with me, it's usually the other way around with them begging but this time I had to be the one to beg. Do I feel like I just threw away my dignity? Of course not. Because after what happened last night he'll be the one throwing away his dignity and begging for more, they always do.

By now you probably think that I'm a total b'tch and I'm not going to correct you because you're totally and completely right. I'm a b'tch but not just any b'tch, I am the Queen B'tch. You know the one in all the books who practically owns the school, has all the looks, style, and everyone wrapped around their little finger? Well, that's me, I even want the whole 'high school domination' thing and I sure as hell am gunna get it.

I glanced at my clock, and saw that it read 7:00 am, great, just great. I have only an hour left till school starts, and I need to go through my whole morning routine. Not some of it, not part of it, all of it, or else I won't be able to please all of my many, many fans. So silently as to not wake up Logan, I slipped out of bed with my bare feet sliding onto the plush white carpet of my large room.

First things first, my outfit. I make my way over to the double-doors leading into the walk-in-closet that's half the size of my room and open them.

After searching for the perfect outfit for about ten minutes, I finally settle on a glittery blue mini skirt with a black lace shirt and open-toed black pumps.

Perfect, after that I take a quick fifteen minute shower, get dressed curl my auburn hair into big 'Sexy Victoria Secret Model Curls' and put on a pretty heavy layer of eyeshadow with purple eyeliner on the bottom to compliment my copper colored eyes. I was done with ten minutes left, five to eat and five to get to school.

I was about to leave my room when I heard something stir behind me. Oh yeah, Logan, I completely forgot about him. He was probably going to be late and that was not OK, I needed my man candy there. Decision made, I woke him up. "Logan," No answer. "Logan," I said a little bit louder, he stirred a little, but still didn't wake up. Me, with the short temper that I have got really p'ssed, but come on, wouldn't you? "Logan! Get up right now, or so help me, God, I will make your life at school a living hell!" I then proceeded to push him off the bed. But I mean hey, it worked because now he was up, and rather p'ssed off I might add.

"What the f'cking hell Krissy?!" My real name is Chrysanthemum, but I hated that name. No, hate was not a strong enough word to describe how much I detested it. Thank God, no one knew about it except me, my parents and my grandmother, who just happened to live with me and my parents.

"Of course you were awake, you know with all that snoring it was totally obvious." My voice was dripping with sarcasm, and I think he got it considering he shot me a nasty look. "Now get up, I only have five minutes...scratch that, four minutes left," I said looking at my new iPhone six. "Till I have to leave and I'm not waiting for you." It was an empty threat considering that I was prepared to wait, but he didn't need to know that. I was about to leave for the second time might I add when he called my name.